Nancy Long

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2026-05-21 19:20:21 -

The Other Man
I Dr. Arthur Pendelton woke on a Monday morning with blood on his hands. Not metaphorical blood. Real blood. Warm and sticky and already drying on his knuckles. His right hand was clenched into a fist. When he opened it, there was a signet ring inside—gold, engraved with a crest he did not recognize. A lion rampant on a field of gold. Arthur had no memory of the previous night. He had gone to...

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2026-05-22 06:27:08 -

The Engineer
The Engineer's Last Shift The numbers on the ionosphere monitor were wrong. Mike Callahan knew this the way a mechanic knows an engine is misfiring—by sound, by feel, by twenty-two years of knowing exactly what every machine in the Brooklyn coal plant was supposed to do. The monitor sat in the corner of the control room, a World War II-era device that had been installed to track atmospheric...

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2026-05-26 22:52:04 -

The Velvet Shadow
(Paranormal Romance Variation) Clara lived in a house that breathed. It was an old Victorian estate on the edge of a cliff in Cornwall, where the wind howled like a wounded animal and the sea crashed against the rocks with a rhythmic, violent hunger. Clara was a restoration artist, spending her days breathing life back into faded canvases, but her nights were spent in the company of a ghost....

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2026-05-22 02:08:02 -

The Raven on the Dome
The fog did not roll off the Thames so much as rise from it, like breath from a dying man's mouth. It clung to the streets of Whitechapel in thick yellow sheets, turning gaslights into halos and shadows into shapes that moved when they should not have moved. Arthur Penhaligon knew shadows. At twenty-four, he had spent three years holding lamps in the hospital morgue while the coroner cut open...

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2026-05-26 21:00:50 -

The Night Shift at Oakridge
The coffee at Oakridge tastes like it was brewed in a radiator. I have been drinking it for eleven years, three months, and fourteen days, which is longer than I was married and longer than I worked at the plant before they shipped everything to Mexico. I don't complain about the coffee. I don't complain about much anymore. You learn what you can change and what you can't, and at my age, the...

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2026-06-02 15:36:36 -

The Gilded Altar
## Act I: The Outset The New York of 1912 was a city of gold and grime, where the skyscrapers reached for a heaven that the people on the street had long since forgotten. Leo stood at the center of it all, not as a titan of industry, but as a ghost in the machine. He was a painter of the invisible, a man who saw the city not as a grid of streets, but as a pulsing network of longing and despair....

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2026-05-20 20:22:07 -

The Starlight Protocol
**Manhattan, 1924** The conference hall at the Plaza Hotel smelled of cigarette smoke and expensive perfume. Thomas Webb sat in the back row, half-listening to a professor from Princeton drone on about the thermodynamic implications of stellar evolution. Thomas was thirty-two, a sociology lecturer at Yale, and he had learned long ago that the most effective way to survive an academic conference...

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2026-05-22 10:10:49 -

The Rust Belt
ACT I: THE LOSS Mike Kowalski lost his job on a Thursday. It was a small thing, in the way that the end of the world often is: a meeting in a conference room that smelled like stale coffee and resignation, a manager named David who spoke in words like "synergy" and "right-sizing" and "strategic realignment," and then Mike was handed an envelope with two weeks' pay and told to clear out his...

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2026-06-02 21:18:58 -

The Last Echo of the Empire
## Act I: The Outset The city of Aethelgard was a spire of ivory and gold, the last bastion of the Solar Empire. For a thousand years, it had been the center of the known world, a place of unmatched art, science, and luxury. But the gold was peeling, and the ivory was cracking. The empire was not falling to an enemy from without, but to a rot from within. The nobility spent their days in a haze...

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2026-05-31 01:30:48 -

The Unlikely Immune
The grocery store owner died on a Monday. No one knew why. The doctor said heart attack. The coroner agreed. The store was closed on Tuesday. The shelves were empty by Wednesday. Bill Henderson heard about it at the bar. He drank a beer. He drank another. He went home. Another one died on Thursday. An old woman on Elm Street. She had been sick for months. Cancer, they said. But when she died,...

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2026-05-23 17:12:30 -

The Last General
(Act I: The Iron Dawn) The Empire of Oros was a dying beast, its borders fraying and its heart rotten with decadence. Adrian was the only man who still remembered how to fight. A captain of the Guard, he had spent a decade on the frozen frontiers, where the wind howled like a wounded animal and the only law was survival. He didn't care for the court's intrigues; he cared for the men under his...

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2026-05-30 19:10:47 -

The Rust Belt
The machine in the back of the shop had been broken for three weeks. It was a used press brake, bought from a man in Toledo who claimed it had been sitting in a warehouse since 1978 and had never been used. Danny knew better. He had seen the rust on the hydraulic lines. He had seen the way the control panel flickered like a dying heartbeat. But he had bought it anyway, because the monthly...

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